The Friday weigh-in on Thursday!
The weight is continuing to come off. I'm about to crack into the 230s.
I’m in Las Vegas tonight, sitting on my hotel bed waiting for one of my best friends to get here from Twin Falls.
I just munched on a small tuna salad sandwich and salad, along with some raw almonds. There is a fresh bottle of whiskey on the drawer. These items were all overpriced, because I got them from a store downstairs at Mandalay Bay, where we’re staying.
I can’t wipe the smile off my face. I’m about to have a wild weekend with a best friend. And I’m ecstatic about my Friday weigh-in, which I did this morning, on a Thursday.
Despite being sick, missing last Friday’s workout and calling in sick yesterday, I’m still losing weight. I stepped on the scale this morning before hopping on my plane. According to the Unofficial Unofficial Scale, I’ve lost 4.6 pounds in six days and I’m about to crack into the 230s.
The feeling is amazing.
Food Journal (click to view):
Breakfast: California sushi rolls (with brown rice)
Snack: Protein bar at 30,000 feet
Lunch: Tuna salad sandwich with seven-grain wheat bread and salad, handful of almonds.
Dinner: Egg omelette with hashbrowns (but I barely nibbled the hashbrowns)
Snack: Drunken breakfast burrito from McDonald’s (at 3 a.m.)
